My love walks on paved stones
On paved stones he walks
Far far from home
He is far away and there is no more sun.
My love walks aoens from me under grey skies;
Dripping wet, at times clear skies that are dry
Just as are sometimes my eyes
My love walks and may never return
How do you ask the world to rotate counterclockwise?
The day is silent, the night is dumb
And now there seems to be
Consternation in the constellations
All is as quiet as misery
The stars blink out by billions
The tears that are gathered in the galaxy.
Rani Turton
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/consternation-in-the-constellations/
